The Strangest of Things (Sharaku)

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Tykal leaned against the side of the building where he worked. A lit cigarette hung from his mouth lifelessly, one hand against the wall and the other on his forehead as he tilted his head up at the sky. Ever since he had that weird dream about Karasu, he had been hearing things lately, and it was like he had been programmed with info he didn't even really understand. Something about rifts, alternate worlds, and being able to tap into some power called Persona. That and nearly every time he'd dream it had something to do with damn bird. Just last night he was in that strange garden again, black feathers littering the ground and a single black crow wearing a porcelain mask was perched on top of that weird angel statue. It was all he could think about anymore was that dream and that bird. It was like it called to him even when he was awake.

He questioned whether or not he should talk to anyone about it. Who would he talk to? It wasn't like he trusted anyone enough on this island to throw out that kind of information without it immediately verging on insanity. He sighed loudly kicking off the wall and pacing in place putting one hand in his pocket, "Per...son...a" he whispered just audibly loud enough that someone walking on the sidewalk near the side of the building could hear him.

Subject: Re: The Strangest of Things (Sharaku) Fri Mar 13, 2015 8:05 pm

((OoC: A question here, seeing as you made the thread without me knowing. What is with the last one? Are we not ending that completely first, or you want to disregard it? Cause one usually gets one done and graded before doing another if they're both just one on one anyway.))

Boring. For this once, Sharaku would actually say he was bored. That did not happen often, but he simply couldn't find anything even remotely entertaining to do on this day. And as much as he liked wandering around, that on its own didn't seem to be cutting it right now. The weather was no help either, as it was somewhat windy, and it just kept blowing into his eyes every once in a while. What does one have to do to just have an entertaining day, without it going too far and crossing into weird, but not dull enough to be boring? Needless to say, a good majority of the time, it was either one or the other for him, and it could get really tiring. Where's the balance?

He would sigh faintly, as he walked past some buildings, debating whether to actually try enjoying the silence or not, until hearing a voice nearby. He didn't catch the word extremely well, but it sounded like...Hm. Stopping momentarily, he would take the time to look over to the source of the unplanned interruption, raising an eyebrow at the somewhat familiar face. Not someone he hung out with often or anything, but he did remember this guy. Well. ''Talking to yourself...?'', he'd ask towards the other, loud enough to be heard, without moving from his spot just yet. He was just curious if he heard what he thought he heard.

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